Slag Gong decides to show love all over the world [Quick Transmigration]

He looked up at Lu Qiyuan, his eyes met each other, the noisy voice in his heart had reached his ears at this moment, Wen Suixuan managed to regain a trace of clarity, no, he can't sink any longer...

"How many times am I like you?" He tried to divert his attention.

Lu Qiyuan's gaze was extremely aggressive, and he couldn't help sighing. At this time, the scholar clearly hides distant mountains between his brows, but his eyes are like peach blossoms, like a saint who has violated a precept, and is more seductive than him. His bad temper suddenly Aroused by his appearance, she lowered her head and asked in his ear, "Which one is it?"

"This, such... I'm so happy." Wen Suixuan was flabbergasted by his teasing.

"The first one." Lu Qiyuan brushed the hair off his face, and gently kissed his absent-minded eyes.

Wen Suixuan closed his eyes, and there was a soft touch from his eyes to his ears in the darkness. The man's voice was like an illusory dream, and the warm breath made him tremble and indulge: "Qingqing is the first... ..."

He was so self-deceiving that he refused to open his eyes again, but Lu Qiyuan refused to let it go. He beautifully raised the corners of his mouth, and guided Wen Suixuan's hand to touch his belt, "Untie..."

Wen Suixuan just pretended not to have heard of it.

Lu Qiyuan rubbed against him, with a seductive tone, "Qingqing, can you untie it for me?"

He closed his eyes, but he couldn't help untying Lu Qiyuan's belt with trembling hands. Fortunately, the belt was very easy to untie, and it opened with a light tug. He grasped it lightly, took off his red robe, and said ambiguous and stubborn love words, "It's inconvenient for Qingqing to close her eyes, I'll help Qingqing untie her too..."

The cyan scholar's clothes and the red coquettish robes are stacked on the ground together, just like their masters are entangled on the beauty couch with intricate patterns.

......

When Wen Suixuan woke up, he was in Lu Qiyuan's arms. He felt sad and happy. He was ashamed of his parents, relatives and friends, and ashamed of being fascinated by monsters. He has no strength in his body now, and his life may not be long.

If his parents knew that he died because of his beauty, they would be surprised and grieved, he really would have no face to see them, but fortunately he was about to die.

The window was probably blown half open by last night's wind. Looking over at this time, there is a light rain pattering on the apricot tree. Seeing his own life come to an end, a gust of early spring and February wind poured into the room, Wen Suixuan couldn't help shivering, sure enough, he was already starting to feel chilly.

Wen Suixuan withdrew his gaze, and began to look up at the monster that took his life. His satiated look became more and more beautiful. He looked at Lu Qiyuan in a trance, and even though he was sour, he still liked him very much.

Even when he thought that this beautiful and charming fox would find several scholars like him after his death, he was so angry that he didn't want to die. He even felt that he had regained a lot of strength from being angry. Flashback?

Lu Qiyuan opened his eyes, and saw Wen Suixuan looking at him with eyes full of various emotions.

He was about to get up, but was held down by Wen Suixuan, he didn't struggle, just fell back with his strength, and asked very naturally: "What's wrong?"

Wen Suixuan didn't answer, he nestled on top of him, absorbing the heat from Lu Qiyuan's body.

Lu Qiyuan waved his hand and closed the window with black magic, and then embraced Wen Suixuan, "Is it cold?"

Wen Suixuan nodded, but he knew in his heart that it was useless to close the windows, his coldness was deep in his bones, and he was about to die...

Lu Qiyuan obviously felt that his emotions were not right, but he just thought he couldn't accept that he was a vixen, so he lowered his head and chuckled lightly: "I'm a fox, does Qingqing still like me?"

At this time, the sky was bright, and it was not covered by the dim candlelight of last night. Wen Suixuan's face was very red, and he just laughed along with him, "I like it, Mr. Lu likes me? Or, satisfied... "me?

"I like it, I like it very much." Lu Qiyuan replied simply and neatly.

Wen Suixuan felt even more sad when he heard this, he only regarded him as a love story on the bed, if he liked it, how could he be willing to suck his energy.

"When did I suck your energy?" Lu Qiyuan was astonished.

Only then did Wen Suixuan realize that he had spoken out what was in his heart, but seeing the innocent look of the opposite person, he still couldn't help but hold the dog's hammer couch in grief and indignation and asked, "I'm going to die and you still lie to me?" I?!"

boom--

The well-crafted couch collapsed suddenly, especially the place where Wen Suixuan's hammer was turned into... powder? ? ?

Before Lu Qiyuan could react, he fell directly from the top, and then looked at Wen Suixuan's hand in shock.

This is called dying?

Afraid he was going to be hammered to death?

Wen Suixuan: ...The scene seemed a bit awkward.

Wen Suixuan felt his body for a while, and suddenly found that it seemed, maybe, probably, that he was just a little weak after exercising, and there was no such thing as terminally ill and dying, so he fell silent.

Lu Qiyuan understood now. It turned out that this person thought that he would die soon after being sucked by him, but it seemed that Wen Suixuan also knew that he had made a mistake, so he blinked and teased: "Peony flower Damn it, even being a ghost is romantic!"

The scholar put his fist to his mouth in embarrassment and coughed lightly, and returned to his original dignified gentleman appearance.

He thought about it for a few times, and tentatively said: "When the test is over, Mr. Lu will come with me to see my parents, okay?"

"Okay!"

Wen Suixuan was overjoyed, he knew that his parents would never agree to it immediately, but if he tried his best to get a good reputation in this test, he might have a chance to compete with his parents.

But Mr. Lu agrees to go back to his hometown with him, which is to establish their relationship on the side. Although Mr. Lu may not understand it, he is happy just because he is willing to go back to his hometown with him.

"However—" Lu Qiyuan narrowed his eyes, looking more and more glamorous and seductive, "Is it too unfamiliar for you to call me Mr. Lu?"

Wen Suixuan's handsome face flushed, "Cough, Qing, Qingqing?"

Lu Qiyuan was so stimulated by his affectionate address that he fell on his back. He covered his face and replied after a while: "That's right, but it's good to call me Qiyuan outside."

The two washed up, ate some food, and were willing to visit the town while it was still early.

The name of this town is Luyi Town. It is said that the two founding generals of this dynasty got their name here. In the previous month, many scholars would pass by this place rushing for their exams, and it was considered bustling and bustling.

After leaving the hotel, walk along the street and there is a restaurant with a very auspicious name, called Degonglou. It is usually a place where many people who come to Beijing are willing to make friends and chat. There are many interesting games for them. Play.

Lu Qiyuan also wanted to go there to join in the fun, but Wen Suixuan seemed a little hesitant.

Wen Suxuan grabbed Lu Qiyuan's sleeve until they reached the gate of the Degong Tower, and after struggling for a long time under Lu Qiyuan's gaze, he said, "I am Jieyuan from Lianzhou. The teacher once praised me as his most, most graceful If you are a student, if you go in, there will probably be no more suitable scholar for you than me..."

In short, I am the first in the exam, and I have a temperament, even if you go in, you are not allowed to pick up other wild flowers and weeds!

Lu Qiyuan was amused, he deserved to be such a serious boaster and admonishment, "Sui Xuan is talented and good-looking, from now on I can't put others in my eyes."

Wen Suixuan bent the corners of his lips, unfolded his folding fan, and wore a blue robe to show his elegance, "Go in."

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